Tuesday, February 17, 2009

What's been going on? hmmm...let's see...
Scott and I went out for Valentine’s Day a little early. The weekend before to be exact. I feel the need to clarify the preceding sentence because it sounds so casual. Like we always go out for this holiday, or any other reason for that matter. So here’s the clarification: we don’t. As a matter of fact I can’t even remember the last time we went out just the two of us. I can’t even remember the last time (prior to this) we were in the same room alone…..other than being asleep at night, but unconsciousness doesn’t count. Anyway, we splurged on a hotel room for the night and went out to eat. It was nice. Just the two of us. When we got in the car to leave the restaurant I had a split second panic attack before I remembered we weren’t missing the children, they were just not with US. The funniest thing is where we ended up….Lowe’s. Ha! We just wanted to look around by ourselves. :)
THIS past weekend -actual Valentine's weekend- we went to dinner with a group from church. Again, let me clarify. When I say group I mean Scott and I and our children, and about 30 senior citizens. Seriously. The age gap was at least 30 years. Don't get me wrong, I love seniors. They can be fun to be around, etc. It's just that it always seems to turn out this way. Me and Scott and a bunch of buckeye cards. Eating at 4:30 in the afternoon. We ate dinner, talked and then they made us play the Not-so- newlywed game....clever huh? Good times people. Good times.
I can hold a conversation with just about anybody, and being raised an "only child" who spent 95% of my time with my parents and their friends, I am comfortable around older people. Scott however, is more than comfortable. They are his peeps. I have often said he has an "old soul". He can hang with 'em. I have no idea what this means for his future. or mine. What will this mean when WE are senior citizens? Will he fall into a parallel universe? Only time will tell.

So....I like to laugh. Love it actually. Laughter's good for the soul. I'm easily amused so it works out nicely. I must admit one way I get some laughs is by scaring my kids. Well, little Riley got ME good last night. I emptied the garbage, and asked him to put a new bag in the can while I put the garbage outside. When I came back in the lights we out, and I walked over to open the fridge. The fridge light lit up the kitchen and I saw him....he was standing IN the garbage can. He yelled BOO! and I screamed!
It was fantastic!!!!! We cracked up and I grabbed him for a big hug. Aw, my little peanut is growing up....it's a proud moment for this twisted mama. sniff sniff
Speaking of growing up- I ran over to my sister's yesterday. It's been maybe a month since I've physically laid eyes on her and my nephew. I walked in and almost didn't recognize my nephew! I mean MY GOODNESS! WHAT is that child eating???? He's sooo tall, and he has a mustache!!! His voice is changing big time. Like Peter Brady in that one episode? you know the one..."it's time to change, time to rearrange...." he's been big for a few years....so much that I nicknamed him Gigantor. (pronounced Ji- gan- tor ) Get it? It's like saying gigantic? Like he's a big giant robot? Named Gigantor? you know, cause he's BIG? Aren't I clever? :)
I digress.......so this was a real shock. wow. -sigh- they grow up so fast.

Speaking of growing up fast....Liv came home Friday and tells me -oh so causually- that a boy at school asked her to the dance that night. Excuse me? You are 11. In the 6th grade. Really, it was pretty cute. I asked her what she told him....."That I wasn't going."
I guess that took care of that. ........................and so it begins.........